hate. it's a very strong word. but sometimes you just can't help to feel the way you feel. and hate is exactly what i'm feeling right now. i feel as though i need to slap/kick/punch/gauge/slit his entire face. he doesn't make anyone happy when he is home, he's not even happy when he's home. he's a jackass, and i can't take it anymore. i should of went away to college. at least it would of gotten me out of the wretched house. gosh. apparently we are the most horrible people in the world to him. well, screw him.

 

well now that i vented out part of my horrible life, i believe it's time for me to go read for psych.

 

-megan